Caitlyn & Erin on the Farm
Copyright© 2025 by Mandurah
Chapter 17
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 17 - A group of sexy teens on a farm for a week? Will romance bloom? Or is it more of an incestuous yet consensual affair? Either way, or perhaps both, there will be a plethora of sexual activity going to the extreme for your reading entertainment!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Teenagers Consensual Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Oral Sex Sex Toys
“Yeah, it’s just Beverly has a big mouth. Sometimes I would like to get those girls and their mums and bash their heads together, you know. Knock some sense into them. If they want to attract the local guys, then they should dress like a girl and not a bloke.”
“Todd, please look at their inner beauty, not how they dress. If you like a girl, ask her for a date, you know. Tell her how nice and attractive she is. Girls love compliments, so get to know her and then subtly express that she would look nice in a dress or a skirt. You may be pleasantly surprised.”
Todd settled down but still looked uneasy and angry. Not forgetting his manners, he asked us what we would like to drink, and after Erin and I decided a vodka cruiser would be the go, he and Patrick went to the bar.
“Erin,” I said sternly. “Did you take your bra off in Patrick’s ute? And did you let him feel you up? Your nipples were on high beam as you walked across the car park.”
“Yeah, I did. He likes my tits, so I let him play with them. He also loves my crotchless panties. So what? We want to get laid tonight, don’t we?”
“Lambchop, all guys like girls’ tits, and you let him play with your pussy too? It’s like. Don’t be too easy, you know,” I said in exasperation.
“Strewth, Caitlyn, chill sister. I’m going to screw this guy tonight. He knows it, and I know it. It’s no big deal. It’s just sex.”
Wow, I’m surprised Erin was so laid back, and sex is no big deal to her. Although, on reflection, I wanted to get laid, too. But I was shocked that she was so blatant about it.
The guys came back with our drinks. Erin and Patrick went to the buffet for their dinner, and Todd said, “Well, did she tell you?”
I played dumb. Patrick had told Todd what had happened. “Tell me what?”
“That she let him play with her tits? And finger her. Patrick said she was wearing crotchless panties. Are you?”
He’s a lady killer, our Patrick. Even though he is only seventeen, he can charm the panties off any girl. You watch, they’ll leave early. Now, shall we get some food?”
“Todd!” I exclaimed, feigning shock. But I lifted my skirt so he could see my black G-string. “I’m more into G-strings than crotchless. I’m not as easy as Erin is,” I teased him, knowing deep down I would be for him tonight.
“You’re a sexy chick, Caitlyn. You’re getting me horny, and I like your G-string.”
I leaned in, kissed him on the cheek, and groped his crotch, feeling and rubbing his cock, making it grow. “Nice,” I said. “Keep working on that flattery, and this thing might just get some fun tonight.”